This is a song about "J squad"

Now you better obey, imma pass it to my boy j

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Look, now roll my j tight

Dc cabs got my pops alright

My squad is who i get it wit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Look inside my closet

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,